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RUBAIYAT 
OF LIFE 



Remiss thy ministry to Truths O Muse? 
To lend Humanity thy grace refuse? 

Not so: lay not my faltering art against 
Her willingness a fitter ttol to choose. 



For those who do not weep 

'^This sorry Scheme of Things entire ^'^ 

hut finding Love in nature & God in man^ 

keep their Sweetness and their Reason 

and are as Cheerful as they 

want to be. 




RUBAIYAT 
OF LIFE 



by 



Luke North ^ 




Done in the Year 1909 on the 

GOLDEN PRESS 

which is set up among the roses & orange trees of 

LA CANYADA 

in the county of Los Angeles 
CALIFORNIA 




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LIBRARY of CONGRESS 
Two CoDies Received 

APR 6 1809 

OopynuHt entry 

CLASS OU. XXc No. 

CO FY o. 



' T is of a Better Day arid Way I sing^ 

When man ereSi shall stand and Love shall bring 

To human heart the art of Harmony^ 
And Fear shall cease and Poverty take wing! 

^T is of a Brighter Day whose dawn ts near^ 
When Love shall take from Life its Bitter Tear; 

And of a -Fairer Way that sees behind 
The clouds'of Gloom the Sunlight bold and clear! 



COPYRIGHT 

M CM IX 

BY 

JAMES 

H. 

GRIFFE* 



Rubaiyat of Life 




HERE folio weth now these facets 
of the Diamond Truth which one 
man hath fashioned into quatrains 
because that was the most pleasur- 
able thing for him to do. They seem vital to 
him inasmuch as they answer life's perplexities, 
explain condudl, and offer basis in Reason for 
the faith we all have that *'God is Good.'* It 
is not contended that these facets of Truth an- 
swer the ultimate **Why" or eliminate pain & 
sorrow from life — nothing that h written can; 
but they may, and for one at least they do, 
heighten the glow of the sunny hours & soften 
the shadows that yet must fall till men shall 
learn to live and love without fear. L. N. 




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RVBAIYAT OF LIFE 



Awake! Awake! Love's Shaft of Fiery Gold 
Burns thru the clouds of superstition old. 

The Living God stands forth! the Dawn is here! 
The heart's pure flame creates the Day foretold. 






Dispelling heresies of centuries old, 

And creedal doubt and logic's dogma cold; 

Man's love of man the world encircling fast — 
Love claiming Life — deferred desire bold! 



Love claiming Life and warming intelled, 
The heart of man his wanderings to direct. 

Love claiming Life, demanding sway on earth, 
Revealing Man of Fate the archited. 



RUBAIYAT OF LIFE 



1 1 



Age long by sense alone life's Way was led; 
The human mind on faith or reason fed ; 

The God within lay hidden 'neath the flesh; 
And man for Deity e'er searcht the dead ! 



No Living God the eye of man could see- 
No faith in life beyond Fortuity: 

No hope or joy not ending in despair 
Or crusht by codes of dead Authority. 



The living God stands forth in human birth! 
In fearlessness no power his Will can girth 

To hasten evolution's toiling way, 
Release the millions, paradise the earth I 




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Why view the universe as dark and sad, 
Its ways unjust, its circumstances mad; 

While Nature's every mood reveals that man 
Alone hath lost the art of being glad? 



I cannot think that man is but the sport 
Of elements that mockingly distort 

His fitful efforts to be great and wise, 
Or God exists the human Will to thwart. 



It is not true that throes of human pain 
Make mirthful holidays for gods that reign — 

Or Chance, or Law, or Deity disport 
As man plays fast and loose with Life, for gain. 




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10 



Man *s lord of all his eye or Will doth reach. 
The skies bend low and listen for his speech ; 
The tides, the trees, the lower kingdoms all 
Await his touch; his to command and teach. 



1 1 



And tho man sit in idleness supine, 

And rest and lean, and cringe to Outer Shrine, 

His task of ruling is not thus escapt: 
The forces uncontrolled himself confine. 



12 



Filosofies are wove of human skill. 
And in the weaving each his own sweet will 
May please. No static right hath any ism 
The Joy of Life by subtleties to kill. 




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13 



It Is the fruitage of a stunted brain, 
That view of life which brings the tears and pain. 
Which seeing but the shape of things, mistakes 
The Wine Cup for the Cheer it doth contain. 



14 



While yet your Cup is full plan out life's ways. 
While hope runs high and merciful your days 

Toward all that live; nor wait satiety's 
Recoil and midnight's shadowy dismays. 



15 



Youth's Wine, life's Bread, & Oil of growing thought 
Untramelled by the creeds of dead men taught; 

Let these, and Love, thy destiny safeguard. 
What's writ is emptiness, the code is naught. 



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l6 

For life is first, and then filosofy. 
Blood, love, and hate carve mortal destiny — 
Till these, transmuted by the riper growth. 
Bow to the Will of Man's divinity. 

17 
Let Heart Light delve into the mystery deep, 

And Reason wait on Love, her faith to keep : 

Her place to segregate delusion from 

The truth : not hers behind the veil to peep. 

18 

The God I worship needs no priest profound 
His laws for mortal welfare to expound. 

But writes them large on all his handiwork — 
*T is creed and code that riddles dark grow 'round. 




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19 

The God I worship, then, In Man I find. 

Nor law nor circumstance his Will doth bind. 

Creator of his world within and out — 
All nature but the produ(5l of his Mind. 



1 



20 



Come, read your Book of Life in Nature*s laws, 
And seek her meaning of whatever clause 

Seems made for pain and leads to unbelief 
That Love, embracing All, is Primal Cause. 



21 



If Love is true and Nature's ways are right. 
No bar there is on range of human sight, 

No bar save that which fear and indolence 
Hath forged. 'T is creed & awe shut out the Light. 



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22 



And tho the Ultimate I ne'er y<9r^know, 
If I can see the Way by which men grow, 

By which the tares to wheat and tears to peace 
Are turned; if I can see the steps that show 

23 
True harmony in Nature's perfedl sway, 
How sorrow's veil hides but a brighter day; 

If I can reason out the heart's desire 
And correlate the thorns that line the way; 

24 
If I can glimpse the General Plan, and see 
How Love and Justice can omniscient be; 
How Mercy lurks in every error sown, 
And wisdom comes thru grief and agony ; 




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25 



If I can see the course of Justice Here! 
(My trust is scant of any distant sphere) 

Why then for me life's bitterness is gone; 
I'll thread it's mazes, sans despair and fear. 



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26 



'T is Fear that cozens Hope of its caress 
And leaves your piety all comfortless; 

'T is Fear, I say, that robs your days of Joy, 
And tinges human life with bitterness. 



27 
'T is Fear, 't is fear of flesh, of death, of "lust"- 

In Nature, God, or SELF, no helpful trust! 

All modern life is ruled by dead men's codes- 
Its hope is based on shining bits of dust. 



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19 



28 

O, man! stand up, and dare be What thou art! 
Dare to enjoy — dare to forget life's mart — 

Dare to be free — dare even that thine Heart 
May lead! O, be the very God thou art! 

29 
Dare lift thy head from Custom's cruel yoke; 
Tear from Society its tradesman's cloak. 

Dare take the soil, thy heritage of birth — 
Dare all, dare all!— Thyself alone invoke! 

30 
'T is creed and ignorance cloud life with fear — 
And Love that brings the riper, richer cheer. 

It is not true that happiness and peace 
Are purchast only by the Bitter Tear. 




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31 

And wisdom's growth is not alone thru pain; 

From Joy than Grief there comes the better gain. 

Life's royal robe of Magnanimity 
In Love is wove from out the Karmic Skein. 

32 

Yet words and words the Door shall never ope ; 

With thought unspoken doth the Spirit cope : 
Life's meaning by the Heart alone is reacht, 
And Inner Light makes sure the outer hope. 



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33 
*T is Western sun that blinds the Inner Sight 

And shades the poetry of life with night 

Of science and sensation's narrow view. 

Look to the East, O men of hope, for Light ! 



RUBAIYAT OF LIFE 



21 



34 
Take from the East its light on Nature's Way. 

Throw out its weeds of creed and sad array 

Of Oriental myth and fantasy. 

But light comes from the East, the East, I say. 

35 

Thus East and West agree : The Whole unfolds ; 

Brahma breathes out ; the universe unrolls 

Its scroll of evolutionary law — 
And Mind begets whatever Life beholds. 

36 

In Cosmic void the Breath, the Word, the Sound! 
The Pattern manifolds, the countless round 

Of universal day and night begins — 
The cyclic web of daily life 's unwound. 




22 



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37 
But Western law is cruel, blind, and cold, 

Its man a wanton toy, a plastic mold 

Of clay shapt by some ruthless Potter's hand 

That shook — forbidding Soul its life unfold. 

38 

In Eastern lore the God of Love I find. 
Compassionate to " sin ** of humankind ; 

And pointing bow and where adjustment comes 
Its Justice Argus-eyed, and never blind ! 



39 
In rythmic tides the life waves rise and fall. 

Mankind, the stars, the seas, concurring all. 

The impulse from within, the pull without — 

Life, Growth, and Change obey the mystic call. 



RUBAIYAT OF LIFE 



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40 



Eternally God's breath indraws again: 
The summer suns return with golden grain: 

The earth gives back whatever man puts forth, 
An it be love, or hate, or pleasure's pain. 



41 



That ever hidden Inner Urge impinging 

The "void" without, and Form forever hinging 

Between the flow and flux of pulsing life : 
The "I" and "Thou" Totality infringing! 



42 



Eternal mystery! — that question "Why?"- 
The human heart in Joy may yet descry : 

The lover's ecstacy, the artist's mood. 
At very portals of the All may lie ! 




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43 
Give time and depth and scope to human life, 

Nor dwarf its Days to three-score years of strife 

On this grim battle-field with anger, hate 

And passion's blinding mists, alas, how rife ! 

44 
Why all its agonies, its pains, and tears, 

Its seeds of effort and its withering years 

On lessons but half learned and work but half 

Performed — if death translates to other spheres ? 



45 
All nature writes the answer bold and clear — 

The theatre of human life is Here ! 

Death's but a sleep between the Days of Life : 

Man reaps where he hath sown — the harvest's here! 



RUBAIYAT OF LIFE 



25 



46 
Where ripens wheat that 's sown on fallow soil? 
Do demon gods conspire to cheat man's toil — 

Remove the harvest field o'er night, reduce 
To emptiness his years of sweat and moil? 

47 
Where bursts the acorn thru its horny pod, 

On distant Mars, or in the forest sod 

Of planet where it fell ? How reason ye. 

That man allegiance bears to foreign God? 

48 
The Rose thou mournest when its petals fall 
Ensouls the bud that bursts at nature's call: 

And in the glory of the new the Sap 
And Essence of the old doth still enthrall ! 




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49 
'T is but the form that dies and not the Soul : 

The Essence of the Rose pervades the Whole. 

The Jar is broken, but the Wine flows on! 

Let not the heart's best love cling to the Bowl. 

50 
And all this loveliness shall reappear: 
The selfsame Roses of the yesteryear. 

With vesture new and perfume fresh from Sleep, 
Shall wake, not in some other world, but here! 



51 

For man on earth is not a Transient Guest ! 

Nor brief, nor easy to attain, his quest 

Of that lost Grail of Human Brotherhood, 
Which once regained brings man the Alkahest. 



RUBAIYAT OF LIFE 



27 



52 

Nor all your longings from the Now to veer 

Shall break the Human Tie that chains you here, 

Till man shall make of earth a paradise, 
And win the right to win another sphere. 

53 

On Golden strands of Human Brotherhood 

Man's path ascends to where the angels stood — 

To other worlds and shapes unknown. Till then 
His place is here, his task the Common Good. 

54 
And then, this outer sheath of man that dies. 
As sweethearts' vows expire and summer flies — 

What hell-born instind: prompts the selfish wish 
Its permanence of form to realize? 




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55 

Or finds in Nature's gentle rule of Change 

Inherent gloom? How then her ways estrange - 
Or build the flower of gold, or glass, or stone? 
In basalt blocks the human form arrange? 

56 

Stones perish not, nor call for shallow tear 
Dropt in the foaming mead or vintage clear. 

Keep tears for real woes, and bless the wave 
That brings the Permanent new garb each year. 



57 



Unchanging form would make of earth a hell, 
And beauty's fairest shapes would yearn to sell 

Their hopes of Paradise for change of garb — 
If buttercups were cast of hardened shell. 



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58 

O, ye of little faith — yet faith too much! 

Who lean on man-made creed as on a crutch, 

And fail to see in Nature*s every way, 
Of Love and Justice the supernal touch. 

59 

O, ye of little faith — yet faith too great! 

Who would the law of life and death translate; 
Yet fail to read "between the lines," nor let 
The Inner Glow the scroll illuminate! 

60 
O, ye who would set bar on human sight ! 
And circumscribe man's range of Cosmic Light 

Within the narrow arc of seventy years, 
And with the grave his strife and hope requite! 




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6i 

O, ye who rest your lives on form and flesh, 
Or with false lights of wealth the soul enmesh; 

And lacking view of things beyond the range 
Of sense, lack Fount that floweth ever fresh ! 

62 

And ye who say that Sense alone can know. 
And wisdom only from the Outer grow! 

What turgid Wine flows in your Cup of Life 
To hide the sparkle of the Flood below? 



63 

To you, in thoughtful hour, the world must seem 
A feverish nightmare, a hellish dream. 

Pierced here and there by rays of flitting light 
That but confuse the whole infernal scheme. 



RUBAIYAT OF LIFE 



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64 
If wrong must win. If love and hope go down; 
If God's hand shook in shaping this poor clown ; 

If he 's created prince, and I a clod — 
Then God *s a cheat; let wine the trouble drown! 

65 

The world, 't is true, seems cruel and unjust, 
For often Virtue dies and prospers Lust! 

And Faith alone, for me, will not suffice; 
I cannot take so big a scheme on trust. 

66 
I must, I shall demand the reason Why, 

When woes fall heaviest; when You and I 

Seem tost as by an angry, wanton Fate — - 
Prate not to me of Hope and Trust on High! 




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67 
What then, is there but crecdal faith for man, 
Or all-foredooming Chance in Nature's plan? 

But Reason's cold and pessimistic doubt, 
Or Christian version of the heathen Pan? 

68 
Is there no bright and sane and cheering Way? 
No universal Key by which men may 
Find Harmony in human destiny? 
No sign of Plan Divine in Nature's sway? 



69 

Ah, yes; there is an Open Door to Life, 

A Way of Things not wed to gloom and strife 

Let Reason find in Human Love a spouse. 
And Piety take Common Sense to wife. 



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70 
Behold, a glory at the Door of Life 
Awaits to banish human woe and strife ! 

Awake, and bid the Joy of Life come in 
And dwell where doubt and sadness now are rife. 

71 
The Head and Heart of man again must wed. 

The Intelled: by human Love be led, 

To banish in the Joy of Nature's way 

The Creedal night, and gloom by Science fed. 

72 
Full long Dame Reason 's scorned her nobler part. 
And man has lived on maxims of the mart. 

The Key that shall unlock all Doors for him 
Lies in the marriage of the Head and Heart. 




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73 
Nor Rhapsody, nor "Logic absolute," 

Man's Leaden errors into Gold transmute. 

The subtleties of Church fore'er confuse, 

And e'er the grindings of the Bank embrute. 

74 
Take from your Piety its husk of creed. 
From Fadlory and Shop their dusty meed 
Of wolfishness and calculating greed — 
Give Reason, one; the others, Love most need. 



75 
The mart lacks Love; all creeds are Reasonless; 

And poisonous the Cup men daily press 

To lips drawn tight in fear of Poverty 

Or prideful mockery of "Holiness!" 



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76 
But from this union of the Head and Heart 
A fairer Hope is born — and lo! the art 

Of being Glad and True hath firmer base 
Than faith alone or science doth impart. 

77 
For Heart Light glows upon the Soul of things, 

And hidden laws to mortal ken it brings, 

Revealing *neath the garb of flesh and form, 

Of Nature's causal force the Secret Springs. 

78 
Come, find with me, in Nature's vast unfolding, 
That Which, from seat within, e'er does the molding; 

Nor look afar for gods and devils scolding — 
To miss in Self the strength of life upholding. 




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79 
There 's not a fad: of heaven or earth for man 
But mortal ken and human heart may scan, 
If but the Outer Shell of life be pierced 
And Love with Reason bare the Inner Plan. 

80 
Thus every hidden urge and circumstance 
That woe of man or happiness enhance, 

Expression finds in outward mold of form — 
The Seen and Unseen cast in consonance ! 



81 

And as the small but replicas the great. 
So "gross" and "psychic" planes associate 

And blend : from one the other can be known- 
Thus many a riddle dark shall man translate. 



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82 
Nor idly sit beside a flowing river 
(Save on a day that clouds do threaten never); 

Nor lose thyself in meshes of the flesh, 
Save but to gather strength for fresh endeavor. 

83 

Oh, fear them not, the "Jug of Wine" and "Thou!" 
Let lip press lip — the flesh enseal the vow. 

But loiter not o'erlong — pass on, pass on! 
The pleasures of the Jar are not enow! 



84. 
When heart and mind shall soar beyond the Sense, 
(And Reason wait on Soul's omnipotence 

To reach the bottom of the well of Truth) — 
Why then we '11 learn a Uttle of the "Whence." 



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85 
Now darkness broods and all is Unity, 
And Form is lost in Night's identity. 

A Breath, a Word, a ripple on the Wave 
Of Time — and Light brings forth Duality! 

86 
In cosmic Night dawns Light — then Trinity- 
Religion's "everlasting mystery" — ? 

No mystery, but common rule of three — 
Primordial way of Solidarity ! 



87 

The Whole unfolds at dawn of Cosmic Day, 
And Numbers fall, in orderly array, 

(Diversity in Unity e'er lurks) 
The rigid rule of Sequence to obey. 



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88 

Why, yes, the world is full of problems dark, 
When to sensation^s voice alone we hark. 

'T is only That Within can read the Plan — 
O, from the Tree of Life tear off the bark! 

89 

A trailing star into the seeming Void 
Is dropt — the ovum of an asteroid: 

A "Wanderer" conceived, a world begot — 
In cosmic wilderness a Form deployed! 

90 
Thus groups of worlds from out the starry light, 
And souls of men in glory all bedight. 

Come trooping down from out the Milky Way- 
Come to their Days of Life, from Cosmic Night. 




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91 



From Time's dark cavern of tranquility, 
All down the path of Life's adivity, 

Come Worlds and Men to conquer space & fate 
And reach the heart of true Fraternity ! 



92 



Caught on the Wheel of life's necessity — 
A Ray of God (of All Humanity) — 

I '11 murmur not that I, a Spark of It, 
Shall fail to read divine Totality. 



93 



Yet this I know — but for myself alone 

(Let each of Truth's array proclaim his own) — 

That Man of earth is Lord and God Supreme! 
Here He creates — and reaps as He hath sown. 



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94 



In groups of Conscious Entities came man 
From other sphere — a Mighty Caravan! — 

To tarry for a Cosmic Day on Earth, 
Nor fold his tent till he works out his Plan. 

95 
As Living Gods the Life Wave came to earth, 
Man's evolutionary Day to girth. 

The story of the Christ is history 
Not of one man, but of the Human Birth. 

96 
In symbol cosmic truth was ever told. 
All scriptures variously the Plan enfold. 

'T is time at last to tear aside the veils — 
Yet words but symbols are, however bold. 




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Man came, and "fell" — took on the fleshly shape: 
Creator he, not ofl^spring, of the ape. 

That Man could from the monkey grow — alas! 
What fancies then may flow from too much grape! 

98 

And all that 's now on earth or e'er shall be — 
The Simian brute, the fish, the stone, the tree — 

Inside or out, unseen or seen — by Man 
Were clothed — progenitor of Form is he! 



99 



Vex not thy life with asking why the Whole 
Unfolds : the answer *s known but to the Soul, 
Whose comprehension reaches back of words. 
For reason of the Wine, ask not the Bowl. 



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100 



From Night of Time came I to earth, and You, 
Because Day follows Night — and then we knew: 

Again we '11 know why all this "hollow show" — 
Ere Day gives way to Night the Whole we'll view. 



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And yet, the answer 's not so far to see 
(When all the world is bright and fair to me), 
The Perfed: God is here on earth; is here. 
In You and Me — because he wills to be! 



102 



I scan the earth, the sea, and starry space - 
Of Discord here or there no faintest trace 

All palpitate in waves of harmony: 
Uncertainty 's in but the Human race. 




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103 

The will to Err in man alone I find : 
Unfailing sign of The Creative Mind! 

Here consciousness has reacht the Godlike stage, 
And Nature all bows to the Human kind. 

104 
In freedom perfect, absolute, and vast 
The universe, its worlds, man's life, are cast; 

And Cosmic "Law" 's but harmony supreme 
Unbroken by the human arts that blast. 



105 



And in the Scheme of Things this mystery 
Profound I see: that man's high destiny 

It is to consciously produce on earth 
The tie of Human Solidarity. 



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For that which IS must come to vision's plane; 
The Heart of Truth be sponsored by the brain. 

By choice shall men again enad: on earth 
The Cosmic Harmonies that ever reign. 

107 
I cannot see the Cause its trail defled, 
Nor trace each thought and ad to its effed. 

But Nature's stanch and true, I know, and step 
By step, each separate detail doth conned. 

108 
There is no "iron hand of fate" on me, 
No bond but human solidarity! 

And tho I pay my share for man's false steps, 
I pay no more than I alone decree. 




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109 

Fruition is the name of human Fate: 
No super-being doth Predestinate. 

Each sows the seed that time for him shall reap; 
Each instant doth each Ray its life create! 

no 
Who look behind the Veil of life shall see 
That man himself carves out his destiny; 

That fate is but the reaping of the sown. 
And each alone e'er writes his own decree. 

Ill 

"Law*' limits but to rule of Harmony — 
That every Cause its full EfFed: shall see. 

And in the reaping each his pleasure takes — 
The Cup he drains in gloom, or manfully. 




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112 



If then the fleeting hour of Now and Here 
Eternal record of each hope and fear 

And thought and ad: mark on the warp of Time, 
Futurity is mine! I'll drop no tear. 

"3 

"Law" binds all things to Rationality: 

No other limit on man's will I see — 

That 3 plus 3 are 6 and never more. 
Why wail at this Inflexibility 

1 14 
"The Moving Finger writes; and having writ, 
Moves on:" but why should man of Godlike wit 

And all Futurity at his command, 
Seek to evade or lose a word of it? 




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115 
And this I seem to see, that man and men 
Achieve by using Law ! AIJ power then, 

Is theirs in fearlessness who use, nor waste 
The Cosmic force that lies in human ken. 

116 
Tho "good" or "ill" each ad of yon or me — 
Sure guiding stars for all eternity! 

Ohj ye who sail life's sea sans chart or map, 
Turn to the "scroll," thy compass it will be. 



117 



If Fate is but the fruitage of the sown, 

And every thought and act bring forth their own. 

Why then it rests with me, not to undo 
The Past, but carve the New — with me alone! 



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Who 'd have the past recalled, the scroll unwrit, 
Hath yet to learn that human growth is knit 

On woof and warp of all experience. 
All colors, too, must enter into it. 



119 



If woven in the fabric of a life. 

No move is false, nor failure loss ; nor strife. 

Nor grief, nor "sin" can mar the perfe6t plan. 
Oh, then, forget the Pain — take Joy to wife! 



120 



Have faith in Life; its skies are always clear 
Above the blackest clouds however near. 

The Joy of Yesterday will knock again: 
Ope wide the door; pour out a Cup of Cheer. 




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121 



In cyclic waves come Gloom and Happiness, 
Maugre the outer circumstance or stress. 

Gloom hungers e'er for sympathy, and Joy 
Stays only where the welcome doth caress. 



122 



Like beads upon a Thread men*s lives are cast, 
Each Day of Life a bead. The first and last 

Are strung the same, and all the beads on all 
The Threads will look alike in finis masst. 



123 



Some wear this Day of Life a golden bead, 
And some the anxious hues of war and greed, 

Whilst many dull and somber ones give tone 
Of gloom and doubt — to modern world its meed. 



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124 



Thus he the Beggar now and I the Sheik: 
Tomorrow he the Sultan, whilst I seek 
The mystery of life in devious paths 
And learn that wisdom comes but to the meek. 



125 



O, beads and beads of lives and lives untold ! 
What wisdom shall your orbits then unfold — 

When human hearts and minds are fixt upon 
The Thread, and read the secrets that ye hold! 



126 



Ah, many chipt and broken beads I see! 
Distorted lives, by man's uncharity; 

Cheap tawdry beads and beads of muddy glass, 
Strung on the Thread of Life by mans decree. 




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127 
Blind laws and customs of the rule of greed, 
Still wrecking human life and planting seed 

That only thankless toil and weariness 
Can grow for millions doomed by man to need 1 

128 
Blind laws that parcel to the "lucky" few 
Those values that from common toil accrue! 

Dire laws of greed and graft that take from All 
And lavish where no work or worth make due! 



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Laws reeking with the lust of wolfish pack, 
That every attribute of Justice lack. 

That nourish vice and craft and weigh on weak 
Like Old Senility on Sinbad's back. 



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These old and withering laws now soon must blow, 
As man his cruel childhood doth outgrow: 

Cain's code of greed to Get and Have and Hold 
That which the strongest must ere long let go! 



131 
And hearts of men bowed low with years of gain, 

With only gold for all their moil and pain. 

Go to their Longer Sleep with halting step — 

Ah, well ! no life is totally in vain. 

132 
And hearts of men are sore of strife for gain — 
Or it be fruitful, or their toil in vain: 

The years grow wearisome for all whose lives 
Are spent in bondage to the Golden Fane. 




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133 

But life expands with Giving, years do crown 

With peace fair work and worth, and funeral gown 

Hath pockets that will carry golden deeds 
From life to life: for Growth age wears no frown. 

134 
The crude and banal strife of gold must go, 
For hearts are weary of the empty show. 

Now toiling millions plead to listening ears. 
And soon the New the Old shall overthrow! 



135 



The Better Day and Way to earth shall bring 
Surcease of Hunger's Fear: then men shall sing 

At work, and all that lives the impetus 
Of joyous growth shall feel — & thought take wing. 



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136 
When on the altar of the Common Good 
Men lay their hope of Gain from laws withstood 

For private ends and mercenary greeds, 
Then dawns the reign of Social Brotherhood. 

137 
When all have equal Opportunity 

To work and reap: there is no charity 

So great! When men shall hold their mother earth 

Intad, in trust for all humanity! 

138 

Not all the Grape that flows from gold to red 

A light on human destiny can shed. [blood, 

'T is Wine of Life mixt with the Heart's best 
By which the wandering feet of men are led. 




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And tho the "Grape with logic absolute" 
Confute the creed and ism, man's attribute 

Of sympathy, his hunger for the Heights, 
Unquenched remain for all the wine of fruit. 

140 
For man is not the Jar that drinks red wine, 
Nor flesh that presses lips incarnadine. 

Give Youth its mede of eflfervesing flood. 
But Men crave stronger Drink than fruit of vine. 



141 



'T is true that never "blows the Rose so red" — 
As where Truth's pioneers have lived and bled. 

On Calvary is human progress fixt. 
And crown of thorns doth press the Toiler's head. 



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142 
That Thorns on Roses grow men do not mourn, 
Nor e'er forego the Fragrance for the Thorn. 

Let Roses bloom on every ill of life — 
Each troubled hour bv Roses be o'erborne. 

"But Roses come and go!" Ah, that *s the lie 
That robs life of its joy — that Roses die 

To leave the heart forlorn. *T is only Form 
That comes and goes — the Roses vivify! 

144 
Crush not the Rose in heedlessness or lust: 
Bruised Roses wither soon, and turn to dust. 
It is the Rose within the Rose that brings 
Perfume to life — Oh, pluck it if you must! 




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But having pluckt your Rose, its brier flung 
Into your Cup of Life — tho scarred and stung, 

Don*t whimper as you drain the Karmic Brew : 
Its bitterness is lost in Paean sung! 

146 
Full half the gloom of life lies in the Quaffing: 
In every Cup there *s Pang within the draffing. 

Groans ease no pain and frowns resolve no doubt. 
Then stand & drink your Cup with eyes a-laughing. 



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One came who pluckt His Rose of Life and tost 
It to the World, nor murmured at the cost. 

(Who give their all as Nature gives reap most.) 
A fairer Rose Fie gained than that He lost! 



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148 
And all who find the Inner Light, nor shrink 
The stronger, headier Wine of Life to drink, 

Lay Roses on the altar of the World — 
With blood and love cement the human link! 

149 
So many Roses on the Way of Life — 
And yet so few! and still the world so rife 

Of war and greed that Roses bloom and die 
Unseen and crusht beneath the human strife. 

150 
The Rose that buds and blows in Open Air — 
So willingly it grows, so free and fair ! 

Its fragrance and its beauty blessing all 
Who take and leave it! — growing everywhere! 




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Of Beauty her Free Sceptre to dethrone, 
How many Roses crusht to Hoard and Own ! 

Mad lust to Have and Hide — and e'er provide 
But charnel house for ash of Roses blown ! 

152 
In Autumn days cling not to Springtime Rose — 
The flower of Youth let go — a fairer grows. 

Red Roses for life's Summer years, and Gold 
Of Ophir for the Winter hours that close. 



153 
Seek not for Roses in the Vale of Tears. 

Its stunted blooms bespeak of Self man's fears. 

Life's Rose in Sunlight grows. Bend low the ear: 

Its petals ting with Music of the Spheres! 



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^54 
Man sells his Roses as the harlot flings 
Her favors to the human creeping things, 

And reaps her meed for every flower blasted — 
Joy scorned disease and death forever brings. 

155 
Some sell their Roses to a demon thirst 

Of gold — spend all their days in greed immerst. 

Some listen to the lure of passions wild, 

And burn their Roses in desires accurst. 

156 
Some sell Life's Roses for a sounding name — 
Some barter peace and love for empty fame. 

Some sell and sell, all happiness in trade — 
The rule of daily life — a fair world's shame ! 




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And those who would not sell their Roses red. 
Must ever part with them for daily bread. 

The Game of modern life is Buy and Sell — 
And Luxury on Human Blood is fed. 

158 
All Life's best Roses then are held too slightly; 
And not the least those gript and hoarded tightly. 

In fear and doubt of Nature, Life, and Love, 
His Roses man lets go, alas, too lightly! 



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For lust of Having men thus blindly choose 
The peace and joy of Living now to lose; 

Unmindful of Life's Roses free that bloom 
To Give, to Give their All and ne'er refuse. 



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160 



A Rose shall in Life's Garden come to grow, 
And men await its budding, hearts aglow — 

A Rose devoid of Thorns, its blossoms fair 
To sweeten life, and peace on earth bestow. 



161 



The slips are planted and the soil kept free. 
Ten million hearts the royal bloom to see 

Give all their best to human freedom's cause. 
And O, the glory of the Day to be ! 



162 



Indeed, on earth with "Fate" we shall conspire, 
Recast the wolfish Scheme of Things entire. 

Unshackle chains that hold men from the earth, 
Remold the nations to the "Heart's Desire"! 




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163 
No higher task or aim has man than this: 
(Nor they a full life lead that are remiss) 

To Revolutionize the wanton codes 
That doom the mass to Poverty's abyss. 

164 
'T were vain one climb the Garden's Upland Height, 
A Thornless Rose to seize by Spirit's might. 

Who gathers fragrance for himself alone 
His Rose shall find accurst by Inner Blight. 



165 
From Heart to Heart, tho never eyes may see, 

Intad the human bond shall ever be; 

Nor may one loosen it, by toil or craft. 

To step beyond the Great Fraternity. 



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166 
For severed lives rejoin the Human Whole, 
And those "releast** gain not the Final Goal: 
Resurgent to the end the Common Cause, 
Till men shall know each other Soul to Soul. 

167 
Alike Within and Out man*s course is run — 
(From Center to the Rim shines e'er the Sun). 

Life's strength & poise at Inner Shrine is found - 
In human service its best joy is won. 

168 
No mystic life that shuns the Outer Path 
Shall conquer fate. Inadtion's aftermath 

Holds bitter tears for those who seek the Way 
For self. Beware the God within his wrath ! 




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169 
For every Flow of Wine a Jar must fill, 
Nor wantonly the Golden Fluid spill, 

Nor carelessly the Vessel mar or crack — 
Lest thou befoul the brew thou wouldst distill. 

170 
The Sun is greater than its single Ray, 
And sway of Whole each Unit doth obey — 
Till One shall learn the essence of the All 
To draw, and be himself Lord of his Day. 



Tho bound to Whole, its energies to save, 
No life to aught but ignorance is slave. 

Fore'er the choice is free to reach and be 
The All — to mount and ride the Cosmic Wave. 



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172 
At Center of the Whole the power lies: 
Let all the Center be who power prize 

Not to rule others but themselves to free. 
Take then the Most 1— (yet not the Least despise). 

None really mourn that two plus two make four, 
But seize, and from it weave their need or more. 

Not "law" but rule of Like to Like binds life: 
The fact that but one Key can ope your Door. 

174 
Man to unlock each Door of Life is free. 
Yet sot and God at once he may not be. 

Sit still and rust who will, but cease to whine 
Nor fancy that from heaven shall drop your Key. 




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175 
Not every Key shall open every Door, 
Nor one man*s truth be all men's sacred lore. 

As many Portals then as Souls there are. 
Steal not my Key — a Leaner I abhor. 

176 
A Day shall come — bowed hearts, dim eyes, shall 
A time when men, thru yearning to be free, L^^^ 
Shall learn to help and not to bind — shall learn 
To live and love, be kind, and Disagree! 

177 
The Lethal Cup to man no wisdom brings. 

We learn by living, loving, doing things. tl^ 

"School keeps*' in Daylight Hours, and death is 

The Curtain 'tween Life's Adls that Nature rings. 



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178 
Death opes no Door not often oped before, 
And That which Passes In knows well the "Shore" 

Where It shall rest (as in the sleep of night) 
And free of discord spread its wings and soar. 

J 79 
Death 's not grim-visaged, cruel, cold, austere — 
But as a gentle, loving mother dear. 

She rocks her tired children to their Sleep 
Betirrfes, and shelters them from Day grown sere. 

180 
Death is not dark — its shores all Stygian black — 
(Save to the body's eyes that ever lack 

Purview beyond the Form.) But Death is Light, 
The Light of Time's eternal zodiac. 




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And That which Enters In to rest and soar 
Is not the Total Man, but less and more 

Than He whose evolutionary Days 
Are cast on earth, its mysteries to explore. 

182 
Oh, fear not Death, nor mourn her kindly ways — 
Nor fancy that just dying your debt pays. 

Life's debt is paid — its passport only gained — 
By growing, loving, livings all your days. 



183 

If Problems could be solved by dying merely, 
And we could Grow, & see Life's Way more clearly. 

And peace and joy so cheaply purchast be — 
How foolish then to live and buy more dearlv? 



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184 
Beware, the Cup of Death its Bitter Dregs ! 
Or it be quaft too soon ! Or one who begs 

Its surcease as the easier way! Death may 
Not serve as Crutch for those who have two legs! 

185 
As like to like doth flow, and every cause 
EfFed doth know — so Death not quickly draws 

The troubled Soul to peace. Control — cast out! 
But do not recklessly invoke Death's jaws ! 

186 
Thus if the heart know only Outer life — 
If "snaps the chord" in midst of battle rife — 
The Tou that Tou are now earth hovers o'er, 
And slowly Soul sinks from terrestrial strife. 




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187 

Death feeds on Form alone, and this Man molds. 
His every thought and ad: a Shape unfolds. 

He laughs at Death then who expands & grows, 
And fashions faster than the Reaper holds. 

188 
Time's havoc on the Garb of Flesh shall stay 
And even Death the human Will obey, 

When finding in Himself the power divine, 
Man rules the forces that await his sway. 



189 
Would age defy, its canker never know — 
Would taste the Wine of Time's eternal flow? 

Not vain the search for Life's Elixir was — 
To live fore'er is but to Love and Grow. 



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190 



Life's Key is forged in Love's pure flame of Gold 
Fierce iires whose dead white fury, seeming cold. 

With roaring heat uniting lives and worlds. 
Brims with one bubbling flux the Cosmic Mold. 



191 



Ah, yes; environment enslaves us all! 
Because supine we rest, or rage and fall 
On knee to Powers far, and hesitate 
The Flame to light — the Man within to call. 



192 



Tho facts, events, and circumstances bind. 
Inert are these, unconcious, senseless, blind. 

To rule them is the part of human Will — 
Of Him that dares his all the Heights to find. 




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O, be a gambler bold! and freely throw 
The Dice of Life — lay all its "hollow show" 
Of dross upon the cloth, its Gold to win — 
And play the greatest Game the Heart can know! 



194 



They say that This or That man cannot know. 
That only vintage of the fruits that grow 

In soil can wisdom bring — because on Form 
Alone man 's lookt, two thousand years or so. 



195 
With telescope in vain man has peered out. 
Nor microscope has helpt resolve his doubt. 
He turns at last within Himself to search, 
And there finds wisdom not extant without. 



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196 
Truth flashes like a Diamond held a-high. 
Each his hope weaves from Rays that catch his eye. 
Truth Absolute, in words ne'er spoke, deep lies 
At center, where the Rays, converging, die. 

197 
Cain's answer to his God was partly right, 
His brother's keeper man is but by might: 

His friend and sharer, yes ; but no man finds 
The Way by following another's Light. 

198 
His brother each can help but none may bind; 
Who rules another is himself most blind. 
As many paths to Fields Elysian lead 
As there are conscious Gods in Human Kind. 




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199 
To stand upright alone in joy or pain, 
To stand, or fall still fighting, nor complain 

To drink the deepest Cups that life may hold — 
This each must learn, his strength of Self to gain. 

200 
For only those that Stand Alone can Serve. 
Who Lean, or murmur at the Cup, unnerve rjj^g 
Whom they would help. Dread not the Tests of 
That tutor mind and heart no more to swerve. 



201 



The cost of happiness will e'er advance. 
Yet every farthing paid doth but enchance 

Life's joy. Be not content with copper coins — 
The Purest Gold is your inheritance. 



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202 



To many Idols cold men bend the knee — 
Abstradions, Platitudes, "Prosperity!'* 

But naught I see so sacred in the world 
As Man — just Man, is God enuf for me. 

203 
The Yesterday, Tomorrow, and Today — 
In one mold cast — inseparable are they. 

A cheat is Time, the three are one, all parts 
Of Now's sequential and eternal play. 

204 
The world is vast, its mysteries profound. 
Seek not to circumscribe them in the round 

Of school or creed: all tune the mind to Gloom 
And close the heart to Nature's joyous sound! 




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205 



One ray I catch from flashing stone of Fate — 
That hand-in-hand shall men storm Heaven's gate; 

That none shall in the outer void be left, 
And none shall earlv be, and none Too Late. 



206 



That each with all shall share whate'er may pass, 
As toward the Pearly Gates we move en masse; 

That every Soul a God in power shall be, 
And that, at last, you'll find — no "Empty Glass." 



Between the Lines 




T IS the purpose of the foregoing quatrains to present 
a more rational and more hopeful View of Life, and 
a broader estimate of the Scheme of Things, than do 
any of the schools, creeds, or isms. Life is larger than 
filosofy, I hold, and the heavens higher than any sys- 
tem of thought. Life is wove so inextricably of seen 
and unseen fails and forces that no surface filosofy can 
explain it. ^Unconditioned freedom of mind and heart do these 
quatrains stand for, and depend upon for their perspicuity — & no 
other worth while freedom is possible until this has been attained. 
^No one can know all of truth, nor can the mind alone reach 
any truth that is absolute. The heart finds Truth Absolute; it can 
& does know, at times, but its knowing is not exprest in language. 
^But when the heart and mind work together in freedom — the 
heart leading, the mind sifting, both raised above the market-place 
and uncontrolled by creed or ism — much more of truth and reality 
can be known than science will ever achieve. 

^Knowledge is what a man knows. A mentally free man will not 
persume to tell another what he can or cannot know. 
^By the heart I mean that part of man's nature which does not 
analyze or reason. If it be steept in emotion, rather than free to 
soar in aspiration — well, it leads, it leads! for all the creeds and 




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systems devised by human ingenuity since man's advent on this 
planet — it leads and ever will I 

^Reason never has guided life & never can, tho its filosofies and 
dogmas have clouded human vision & darkened life's natural trend 
toward peace and happiness. Reason neither can guide or control 
human nature, nor alter the status nor find the Way of Things 
Eternal. So long as reason keeps her eyes on the ground — that is 
to say on the bare appearance of Things — on Form alone — and 
dares not follow the bold heart on its adventures behind the Veil 
of gross fysical substance, so long will reason be a hindrance than 
a help toward the achievement of genuine human knowledge. 
^Assuredly I will not follow reason wherever she may lead, for 
she leads mostly into culs de sac. Man is greater than intelleft. 
^Creed & dogma, scientific or religious — I w^ould cast out entire- 
ly, and let filosofy explain (never guide^ life — in so far as it can. 
But I will listen to no filosofy, no explanation of Life & Things, 
which has gloom for its finis, or which admits any God (Jehovah, 
Natural Selection, Chance, or what not) that is apart from or out- 
side of Man, or that inherently or from necessity foredooms man 
to any course or plan. 

^There is, to be sure, a certain orderly and sequential way in 
which things great and small occur — the simple way of cause and 
effect, for instance — but, except where interrupted and interfered 
with by Man's free will, this way is of freedom, a freedom so 
complete as to result in absolute Harmony. 

^The Cosmos is not **Law Governed." It is not governed at 
all, in the sense of being controlled. It is free — free to follow the 



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true lines of least resistance — free to be harmonious. The stars arc 
at liberty to move as they will, and their will is to move in graceful 
cycles of perfect harmony. 

^.Freedom, of course, is a relative term. The stone is not free to 
resist man's casting it into the sea. Nor is man entirely free to 
tinker with the natural Harmony of Things. Man is free to butt 
his head against a stone wall — & makes use of that freedom, alas! 
every day — but he is not free to do so with impunity. Nor is he 
free to disunite himself from the human totality. 
fLStill is man's degree of freedom very great. He is free to refrain 
from butting a stone wall. Would to high heaven he could see that 
freedom and utilize it, say with half the keenness he now discerns 
the stone wall & bewails the wounds on his head from butting it. 
CBut he will not perceive his true path of freedom so long as his 
mind is shackled by creed & dogma, so long as his heart is bowed 
in fear of any God that is outside of himself, nor so long as he looks 
only upon the Form of Things. 

^Thraldom of man to man, or to that Frankenstein monster we 
call Government, rests on thraldom to Diety — whatever its name, 
whether the Personal God, the God Chance, or Natural Selection. 
Human slavery rests on mental concepts. It is only as man learns 
his own powers to Be and Do that he attains freedom. 
^Man is his own and only God. Perhaps I am really the atheist 
that Voltaire and Paine certainly were not. Both of them admitted 
some Governing Power outside of & above man. I can see no such 
power — no interfering or foredooming Fact or Law or Person- 
ality — nothing more terrible or predestinating than the multiplica- 




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tion table. Some think my reach of vision too short — some too 
long — but such as it is I have w^oven it into these stanzas, not to 
convince anvone, not to argue any question, not to save the world, 
for it isn't lost, nor a human soul in it, but solely for the reason set 
forth in the brief foreword on the opening page. 
^Quatrains 43 to 57 stand boldly and clearly for Reincarnation — 
the fact that death is but the Longer Sleep between two Days of 
Life — without which no rational explanation of life is possible. 
j(T Man is not a Transient Guest on this earth, coming here at birth 
and going away forever after so brief a span as seventy years. 
This sudden translation to heaven, to hell, or to some far distant 
planet or sphere — or to the oblivion of Extinftion — (the materi- 
alistic concept still echoes the theological lie that man is only a 
Transient Guest on this planet or plane of life) — this translation 
theory, I say, is neither desirable nor reasonable, nor in accord with 
the evolutionary idea of infinite progression, nor does it satisfy the 
human mind, nor respond to the highest and best promptings and 
intuitions of the human heart. Moreover, it is untrue (in my filos- 
ofy) and one of the very strongest pillars — if you examine it with- 
out prejudice — upon which rests the superstructure of man's slav- 
erv to man. If I am to be here but seventy years or so and am 
destined to spend All Eternity in heaven, hell, or the oblivion of 
extinction, then indeed, ** What's the Use?" — why bother much 
about conditions on this brief resting place? — and we don't. 
^It is quite true that life and the world are mystical — to a civili- 
zation that has spent its best energies on the outer rim of both. 
But they are mystical only because man has not heretofore chosen 



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to delve very deeply beneath the surface of things apparent. He is 
mending his ways now, to some extent, and one of his first mental 
patches will consist of acquiring a larger & quite a different mental 
view of Time and Eternity. Our arbitrary division of Past, Pres- 
ent, and Future bears relation only to the surface of life. In the 
more permanent world behind form there is no past or future, but 
only a circle of Now, to be contacted at any and all points. 
^Throwing off all shackles (I hope) as well those of material-/j/i'; 
as of mysti-cism ; bound not to evidence of the senses, nor by 
authority dead or living, nor by codes or creed, I have questioned 
Life and the Way of Things — and what 1 think I have learned is 
woven into these quatrains. I am quite sure I learned nothing new, 
for Lite and the Way of Things are eternally old, but much of it 
seemed new as I rather toilsomely gathered it. 
^I shall be classed with the empiricists, no doubt, but that does 
not terrify nor deter me. Every man need not be his own shoe- 
maker (tho I sometimes think he would be happier if he were) 
but assuredly each man must be, eventually, his own filosofer — or 
worry along without filosofy — for sooner or later he learns that no 
Key but his own can unlock his Door of Life. 
^I^Reading over the foregoing printed pages before writing these 
** introductory remarks" I find there is more of the didaftic in 
these quatrains than I would like to have, less of poetic virtue than 
I am proud of, & a greater diffusiveness than I meant there should 
be. None the less do I send them forth with scant apology, hop- 
ing that the import of the facets of truth they seek to express may 
outweigh their lacking in struftural grace. 




jQ^O here endeth the Rubaiyat of Life, which 
N-^ was written in the years nineteen hundred 
seven and eight by Luke North and printed and 
publisht by the Golden Press at The Garden in the 
valley of La Canyada, Los Angeles county, Cali- 
fornia, in January of the following year. ♦ 




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